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I have so much I want to write but am going to stick with this:
I'm in Chicago, in my dorm though still living out of my suitcase. I have no time to do anything (like move in entirely), yet I have so much to do. Between moving/ buying items and orientations and spending time with my parents before they left (today), and fun, and meeting so many people I barely have any time for sleep. And when I attempt to sleep I can barely sleep for 6 hours. Everything is exciting, new, and fun. I have no time to think about or have any concept of home, of Phoenix. Which is healthy I guess, but I don't like only having 10 minute phone conversations because I'm out on the street and it's too loud, or because I have close to zero down time. I'm consistently missing calls and getting voicemails that I don't return for hours.
I think the novelty of everything will take a month or more to wear off. So far I love everything and dislike nothing. This is a new beginning in every possible way.
Also today (or now yesterday) is my birthday! And I'm 21! Which I don't drink at all or ever but tonight Ben took me out to swank dinner and I had a beer. He also took me shopping, and I now have some beautiful bowls/cups and kitchen appliances I'm excited to make use of. But this afternoon everyone who knew it was my birthday was extremely nice to me and it made the day so so good, even though it had the potential to be so lonely. My parents left this afternoon and when I hugged my Mom goodbye I just started to cry instantenously and had to hug her four more times. Then I had to walk to orientation immediately after leaving her and my Dad. All I could think was, ah be tough. And when I got to the meeting two people who I've gotten to know in my orientation group, as soon as they saw me almost immediately yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!". Then the whole orientation group knew and the leader said we should get cupcakes. And later she bought me some cookies and everyone sang happy birthday to me in the street. Was so nice.
Then after my dinner with Ben my next door neighbor Jordan and a small group of others made me a little cake and sang happy birthday. And Jordan made me two excellent cds. I've been spending most of my time with Jordan and her roommate Nina. I will love them both a lot I think.
Today I felt very loved by people I hardly know, in a city I don't know my way around, and know even less. And I think this is a great start. Probably the best possible start.
I'm in Chicago, in my dorm though still living out of my suitcase. I have no time to do anything (like move in entirely), yet I have so much to do. Between moving/ buying items and orientations and spending time with my parents before they left (today), and fun, and meeting so many people I barely have any time for sleep. And when I attempt to sleep I can barely sleep for 6 hours. Everything is exciting, new, and fun. I have no time to think about or have any concept of home, of Phoenix. Which is healthy I guess, but I don't like only having 10 minute phone conversations because I'm out on the street and it's too loud, or because I have close to zero down time. I'm consistently missing calls and getting voicemails that I don't return for hours.
I think the novelty of everything will take a month or more to wear off. So far I love everything and dislike nothing. This is a new beginning in every possible way.
Also today (or now yesterday) is my birthday! And I'm 21! Which I don't drink at all or ever but tonight Ben took me out to swank dinner and I had a beer. He also took me shopping, and I now have some beautiful bowls/cups and kitchen appliances I'm excited to make use of. But this afternoon everyone who knew it was my birthday was extremely nice to me and it made the day so so good, even though it had the potential to be so lonely. My parents left this afternoon and when I hugged my Mom goodbye I just started to cry instantenously and had to hug her four more times. Then I had to walk to orientation immediately after leaving her and my Dad. All I could think was, ah be tough. And when I got to the meeting two people who I've gotten to know in my orientation group, as soon as they saw me almost immediately yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!". Then the whole orientation group knew and the leader said we should get cupcakes. And later she bought me some cookies and everyone sang happy birthday to me in the street. Was so nice.
Then after my dinner with Ben my next door neighbor Jordan and a small group of others made me a little cake and sang happy birthday. And Jordan made me two excellent cds. I've been spending most of my time with Jordan and her roommate Nina. I will love them both a lot I think.
Today I felt very loved by people I hardly know, in a city I don't know my way around, and know even less. And I think this is a great start. Probably the best possible start.